Feel like moving to another town.
Somewhere deeper than the underground,
They’re holding back my tears.
Kettle boiling on an empty stove.
Heart feels like a broken home,
Stopped hoping and my fears.
Wafer thin and growing old.
Wafer thin, my hands like coal
You’ll stay here
Until I say.
We don’t belong and we’re not free
You red river’s got a spell on me.
I’m stranded
By my side.
Well don’t expect me to cry
No don’t expect me to cry.
Don’t expect me to cry.
Ohh ohh
Fishbone for a drink today,
Seventeen years thrown away
She’ll find me when I find her.
You can’t afford to pay our bills
Big deal on the windowsill
I’ve spoken.
Can I leave?
But don’t expect me to cry
Oh no don’t expect me to cry.
Don’t expect me to cry.
Don’t expect me to cry.
Oh woahwoahwoahwoah
Oh woahwoahwoahwoah
Turn the lights down low and shot the pain.
Turn the lights down low and feel my shame.
Turn the lights down low and we will
Jump into your arms and scream your name.
Woo!
A fat daddy, a empty hole.
No belief in the sound of a jackal
Falling inner space.
These are the lives you left us with.
Red river , our dreams we give
We hope you dry
And
And when you do
Don’t expect us to cry
Don’t expect us to cry
Oh no.
